Iron Butterfly Filled With Fear
Know that the end of my mind is so near,
My mind is just churning and burning with fear.
Why did I in-a-vite it here?
God, why did I in-a-vite it here?
Why did I in-a-vite it here?
God, why did I in-a-vite it here?
Words and Music By Doug Ingle
© 1968 (unp) by Ten East Music & Cotillion Music, Inc.
© 1969 by Ten East Music & Cotillion Music, Inc.
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